Tracy, already convinced that the only way to save Mr. Pops is to kill the tiger, is about to order Random Policeman (Hey, don't blame me. That's the name on the birth certificate.) to bring the big cat down (though I'd probably take care of the panther that has just reappeared first) when there's a resounding "No!" from the peanut gallery of assembled circus folk that serves not only to throw him out of sorts, but also messes up his hair. (Wait, Tracy, do we even want to save Mr. Pops? I mean, he's done an awful lot of bad things and he tried to kill you and Agent Ennen, and besides...what? Oh, oh yeah, we're supposed to be on the side of righteousness and good and stuff, so I guess he has to survive, doesn't he?) Out of the shadows steps Barb Els, known killer of Louise Trapeze, to save the lives of the tiger (or the tiger and the panther) and the hapless Mr. Pops. Now, on the outside, it might seem like she wants to save Mr. Pops, but really, I think the real reason is that she knows clowns are high in fat, cholesterol, and unhealthy oils, so if the tiger were to eat him, the poor kitty would end up with a bad case of indigestion and nobody wants to see that.
Barb's plea for the tiger's life throws everyone out of sorts and while they're still stunned, she enters the cage, and it is here that we finally learn the tiger's name is actually Cyber (I'm not sure how circus-related or punny that name is, but for the moment I'm willing to go with it), and he's her friend, so you know, he couldn't possibly turn on her. Tracy snaps out of it thanks to a little pomade and tells Random Policeman to call for the paramedics, a little more backup (which he'll probably find in the Hall of Mirrors or at the Shooting Range or at Skee Ball), and oh yeah, someone should get Fee Fi down from the top of the tiger cage because he's probably bleeding all over poor Cyber and that's not helping to soothe the savage beast. Of course, Tracy's not going to actually go into the cage himself. Nope. He's spent enough time in there already, and besides, I'm sure that Barb knows what she's doing.
Tracy, already convinced that the only way to save Mr. Pops is to kill the tiger, is about to order Random Policeman (Hey, don't blame me. That's the name on the birth certificate.) to bring the big cat down (though I'd probably take care of the panther that has just reappeared first) when there's a resounding "No!" from the peanut gallery of assembled circus folk that serves not only to throw him out of sorts, but also messes up his hair. (Wait, Tracy, do we even want to save Mr. Pops? I mean, he's done an awful lot of bad things and he tried to kill you and Agent Ennen, and besides...what? Oh, oh yeah, we're supposed to be on the side of righteousness and good and stuff, so I guess he has to survive, doesn't he?) Out of the shadows steps Barb Els, known killer of Louise Trapeze, to save the lives of the tiger (or the tiger and the panther) and the hapless Mr. Pops. Now, on the outside, it might seem like she wants to save Mr. Pops, but really, I think the real reason is that she knows clowns are high in fat, cholesterol, and unhealthy oils, so if the tiger were to eat him, the poor kitty would end up with a bad case of indigestion and nobody wants to see that.
Barb's plea for the tiger's life throws everyone out of sorts and while they're still stunned, she enters the cage, and it is here that we finally learn the tiger's name is actually Cyber (I'm not sure how circus-related or punny that name is, but for the moment I'm willing to go with it), and he's her friend, so you know, he couldn't possibly turn on her. Tracy snaps out of it thanks to a little pomade and tells Random Policeman to call for the paramedics, a little more backup (which he'll probably find in the Hall of Mirrors or at the Shooting Range or at Skee Ball), and oh yeah, someone should get Fee Fi down from the top of the tiger cage because he's probably bleeding all over poor Cyber and that's not helping to soothe the savage beast. Of course, Tracy's not going to actually go into the cage himself. Nope. He's spent enough time in there already, and besides, I'm sure that Barb knows what she's doing.
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